An Autistic twentysomething who's just screaming out at the world until someone listens. All opinions are my own. I can't promise an intelligent conversation but I can promise you might want to hit me at times.
Wednesday 11 December 2013
I'm In The Kitchen
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Go the keyboards.
"600 more words to go!"
I hear triumphantly from one of my colleagues. She's very happy she still has so much to go.
It's 4:39. I've finished all my essays yet I'm kinda bored. I'll probably commence that inevitable task of clearing up my room at some point to avoid my mother's judgement on saturday but until then, I'll lie here like a lazy cat. As I have nothing left to do for the day.
I can envisage the next few days going rather slowly...
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